Ever have a day you wish you had called in sick from work? My first instinct this morning was to talk myself into staying home and just vegging for hours in bed and watch ER re-runs on TV. I should listen to those urges once in a while, it might help me out.
Define Irony: "Define irony....bunch of idiots dancing on a plane to a song made famous by a band that died in a plane crash."~Steve Buscemi It’s a quote from Con Air. Anyhoo, the irony to Have You Ever Been Bit On The?... I got bit on the leg today by the same little bugger that bit the teacher last week. Holy shite on a cracker, this kid has the jaws of death or something. Happened in the quiet room (QR) and I tell yah, it took everything, and I mean EVERYTHING in me to not strangle the little fucker. Instead, I restrained him and escorted his little ass to behind the magnetic locking doors where he proceeded to bloody his nose all over the QR walls. Yay-rah. More explanation below.
It kinda went like this, I’m calling for a monitor, someone who makes sure I have the restraint correct etc. I wind up in a sitting restraint after the first bite on the back of my calf. The second bite, because he’s such a flexible little shit, right above the friggen knee on the same leg. OWIE! Mother fucker OWIE! No monitor. Now I have two other kids freaking out because I’m screaming about the biting and can’t walkie again for a monitor because I’m a little friggen busy here. I am beginning to suspect that the goddamned walkie is broken or something. One of the other kids grabs my walkie and is calling for a monitor again. By this time, I’m on the go and getting the biter into that room to hit the magnetic locking button and hold it. I am pissed, I am on the walkie yet again to call for permission for five on the door, because you can’t just lock them in and walk away, you have to hold the button down and have permission to do so and permission for any extensions on said locks. I finally get my voice together long enough to ask, “CAN ANYONE HEAR ME?!” Finally, my building supervisor responds with “No one is available at this time.” FUCK ME! Finally someone comes down there and he’s encouraging me to leave the QR and get some medical attention for the TWO WHOPPING BITES on my left leg which are burning and throbbing like Alien bellies or something.
ARRG! My unit team gets back at some point after breakfast and I’m waiting around for the nurse to show up in health services. Errg. When I get back, no one has a clue as to what had transpired while they were at breakfast. Oh boy. Meanwhile, the little bundle of joy is processed out of the QR and returning to class. My UC has no clue as to what is going on or what went on until after the fact. He felt really bad, we talked about what happened, went over the report and accident report sheet. Man what a day. I need a drink…
Tammolly ~Sore and Cranky~ Just ask Adam!
...So if I die today I'll be the happy phantom
And I'll go wearin' my naughties like a jewel
I'm still an angel to a girl who hates to sin…
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Have You Ever Been Bitten On The?...
Yeah, ass, ever been bitten on the ass? I can’t say that I have yet, but apparently on my last day off this past Friday, the teacher in my usual class room during the school week was bitten on the ass! Oh it was kinda funny to hear this story related to me after the fact by staff. Granted, Thursday wound up in several restraints in my class right at the end of the day. It was a shitty afternoon. Most afternoons are rough due to the teacher leaving at noon to take ASL classes. Yay-rah, glad you’re getting an education while we’re dealing with your class room in total chaos after lunch. It’s not so bad when there are the same two staff in the classroom every day. It makes for some kind of normalcy for the kids and helps the day run smoothly. Ding-ding-ding-DING! We have a winner! Ladies and gentlemen, consistency works! No really! I mean it! It actually works!
Of course, there’s one jerk-off in the mix that whenever he’s around me, he wants to undermine the consequences that I hand out to the little darlings. It basically tells the kids that they don’t have to listen to me if he’s around, because he’s gonna let them do whatever the fuck they want. Or better yet, if I am redirecting someone, he let’s them slide. Eh? WTF? The is the same smack-tard that once I finished with my paperwork and books, I was actually done by 3:00 PM today. I asked if there was anything anyone needed before I left. I got the smart ass remark of “Yeah, you can take out the garbage cuz I seem to get stuck with it every day it seems.” Whiney bastard with smartass sarcasm, that’s the last time I offer to help you out with anything. Ass-munch!
My Unit Coordinator, AKA, my immediate supervisor is pretty cool. My boss is cool! The old UC that I worked under with the girls is an ok person I guess, but he’s mainly a social nimrod when it comes to having a personality toward me. Perhaps I am being a bit harsh on the old UC, but the new UC has got it together and is not wound up so tight that coal dust could turn to diamonds in a day or two if you shoved it up his ass. I mean the new UC actually ensures that his staff gets a meal if they’re in the QR or something. Whereas the old UC withheld a meal on me on purpose because he didn’t think I should focus on eating while the girls were in the group room being obnoxious with their meal. Eh? Jerk.
It basically breaks down to this, my first day on the boys unit wasn’t nearly as bad as the first 3 hours as a staff member on the girls’ unit. Ugh. I got to know more about my unit team members in a half hour or so than in the 8 weeks working with the staff members on the girls’ unit. Eh? Things run a little differently there on the boys unit. It’s go with the flow yet keeps things in check. I can deal with that!
Other news! Got to go to Wisconsin and had a blast. Didn’t get Commode Huggin’ Drunk as much as I wanted to, but I had a lot of fun. In fact, I drank just enough to be giddy for several hours and have fun. :) YAY! The fencing was good and the weather was acceptable, even the torrential storm that cut some activities short on Saturday. The lake was also beautiful, pretty blue and clean. The peacocks were amusing. The peacocks were EVERYHWERE. The peacocks look strangley like komodo dragons from a distance out of the corner of your eye as they try to run across the street. It was a weird double take moment there and I hadn’t even been drinking at the time. Fun-fun! Here’s a link to some pictures of the event. http://nsgallery.melm.org/main.php/v/ARRGVI/ Enjoy! It’s time for me to jet here.
Tammolly~ Exhausted because the AC was broke at work today. :( Ugh
...So if I die today I'll be the happy phantom
And I'll go wearin' my naughties like a jewel
I'm still an angel to a girl who hates to sin…
Of course, there’s one jerk-off in the mix that whenever he’s around me, he wants to undermine the consequences that I hand out to the little darlings. It basically tells the kids that they don’t have to listen to me if he’s around, because he’s gonna let them do whatever the fuck they want. Or better yet, if I am redirecting someone, he let’s them slide. Eh? WTF? The is the same smack-tard that once I finished with my paperwork and books, I was actually done by 3:00 PM today. I asked if there was anything anyone needed before I left. I got the smart ass remark of “Yeah, you can take out the garbage cuz I seem to get stuck with it every day it seems.” Whiney bastard with smartass sarcasm, that’s the last time I offer to help you out with anything. Ass-munch!
My Unit Coordinator, AKA, my immediate supervisor is pretty cool. My boss is cool! The old UC that I worked under with the girls is an ok person I guess, but he’s mainly a social nimrod when it comes to having a personality toward me. Perhaps I am being a bit harsh on the old UC, but the new UC has got it together and is not wound up so tight that coal dust could turn to diamonds in a day or two if you shoved it up his ass. I mean the new UC actually ensures that his staff gets a meal if they’re in the QR or something. Whereas the old UC withheld a meal on me on purpose because he didn’t think I should focus on eating while the girls were in the group room being obnoxious with their meal. Eh? Jerk.
It basically breaks down to this, my first day on the boys unit wasn’t nearly as bad as the first 3 hours as a staff member on the girls’ unit. Ugh. I got to know more about my unit team members in a half hour or so than in the 8 weeks working with the staff members on the girls’ unit. Eh? Things run a little differently there on the boys unit. It’s go with the flow yet keeps things in check. I can deal with that!
Other news! Got to go to Wisconsin and had a blast. Didn’t get Commode Huggin’ Drunk as much as I wanted to, but I had a lot of fun. In fact, I drank just enough to be giddy for several hours and have fun. :) YAY! The fencing was good and the weather was acceptable, even the torrential storm that cut some activities short on Saturday. The lake was also beautiful, pretty blue and clean. The peacocks were amusing. The peacocks were EVERYHWERE. The peacocks look strangley like komodo dragons from a distance out of the corner of your eye as they try to run across the street. It was a weird double take moment there and I hadn’t even been drinking at the time. Fun-fun! Here’s a link to some pictures of the event. http://nsgallery.melm.org/main.php/v/ARRGVI/ Enjoy! It’s time for me to jet here.
Tammolly~ Exhausted because the AC was broke at work today. :( Ugh
...So if I die today I'll be the happy phantom
And I'll go wearin' my naughties like a jewel
I'm still an angel to a girl who hates to sin…
Friday, May 11, 2007
Updating That Resume’
As my luck would have it when things seem too good to be true, it might the case once again. Not saying it will happen, but I’ve been transferred off the unit I was working on with the angelic harpies. Instead, I’ll be working on a unit full of boys age 12 and under. It will be an ADHD and ADD fest over there. Very active little buggers, but they’re certainly more fun to deal with than the girls I’ve been working with on the weekends. When you feel your safety is at stake on a daily basis on a unit full of girls, who would gladly rip your hair out at any given moment of crisis on the unit. Yeah, apparently getting chunks of your hair ripped out isn’t a good reason to cry when you are adrenaline crashing and in shock that you’re in pain for that reason and a number of other fucked up things going on in your head. Supposedly, that’s grounds for getting moved off of that unit as well.
M’kay, sorry, too much adrenaline over loads any means of sensible rationality for me. Fuck that! Never mind the fact that that happened, the hair pulling thing, but not restraining a child when someone else deemed it appropriate, mind you it’s an arbitrary notion to restrain a child in some cases, but hey, I got a one day suspension TODAY just for that and something else I can’t even begin to explain in any sensible way.
Probably my biggest pet peeve is that if I screw something up that’s a suspend-able offense in that place, I might not get the written warning meeting until a week later. Yeah, so any sense of feeling like things are getting better on the job goes out the window yet again. I don’t argue, I’ve tried talking to the people who decide these things, but apparently they have some serious guidelines that aren’t accessible at any given moment. I don’t have printouts of stuff, even when I have asked for them repeatedly. You just get told, you did this and this, so we’re going to do this to you for that. Blah-blah-blah-blah. ARRG! *grumble*
Oh yeah, putting in for Memorial Day Weekend off over a month ago was apparently not good enough, there’s some kind of form to fill out specifically for holiday weekends. This means, the reservations I made for Adam and me for ARGG VI in Wisconsin is likely out the mo’foe window now. If I am lucky, I might be able to get someone to trade me days, but the folks who would have traded me weekends around work on the old unit. I’m starting on a new unit Monday and who knows if anyone will trade me there. Yay-fuckin’-rah boys and girls.
Alas, having a 3 day weekend now means I can try to relax after updating my resume’. I now want to focus on a new Monday on a new unit and hopefully have less trouble with the whole new unit. Fencing Sunday at a friend’s house will be a plus, must have some fun! Gonna work on some knitting, perhaps get that spiffy sock cap done in time for cold Pennsic nights. Hey, maybe the Sloshed Fairy will come by too, bring me some wine and get good and schnockered for the helluvit. Yah know, Commode Hunggin’ Drunk is always delightful. There’s definitely some relaxation on order here. Hope y’all have a great weekend! *grin*
Tammolly~ Keeping that chin up
...So if I die today I'll be the happy phantom
And I'll go wearin' my naughties like a jewel
I'm still an angel to a girl who hates to sin…
M’kay, sorry, too much adrenaline over loads any means of sensible rationality for me. Fuck that! Never mind the fact that that happened, the hair pulling thing, but not restraining a child when someone else deemed it appropriate, mind you it’s an arbitrary notion to restrain a child in some cases, but hey, I got a one day suspension TODAY just for that and something else I can’t even begin to explain in any sensible way.
Probably my biggest pet peeve is that if I screw something up that’s a suspend-able offense in that place, I might not get the written warning meeting until a week later. Yeah, so any sense of feeling like things are getting better on the job goes out the window yet again. I don’t argue, I’ve tried talking to the people who decide these things, but apparently they have some serious guidelines that aren’t accessible at any given moment. I don’t have printouts of stuff, even when I have asked for them repeatedly. You just get told, you did this and this, so we’re going to do this to you for that. Blah-blah-blah-blah. ARRG! *grumble*
Oh yeah, putting in for Memorial Day Weekend off over a month ago was apparently not good enough, there’s some kind of form to fill out specifically for holiday weekends. This means, the reservations I made for Adam and me for ARGG VI in Wisconsin is likely out the mo’foe window now. If I am lucky, I might be able to get someone to trade me days, but the folks who would have traded me weekends around work on the old unit. I’m starting on a new unit Monday and who knows if anyone will trade me there. Yay-fuckin’-rah boys and girls.
Alas, having a 3 day weekend now means I can try to relax after updating my resume’. I now want to focus on a new Monday on a new unit and hopefully have less trouble with the whole new unit. Fencing Sunday at a friend’s house will be a plus, must have some fun! Gonna work on some knitting, perhaps get that spiffy sock cap done in time for cold Pennsic nights. Hey, maybe the Sloshed Fairy will come by too, bring me some wine and get good and schnockered for the helluvit. Yah know, Commode Hunggin’ Drunk is always delightful. There’s definitely some relaxation on order here. Hope y’all have a great weekend! *grin*
Tammolly~ Keeping that chin up
...So if I die today I'll be the happy phantom
And I'll go wearin' my naughties like a jewel
I'm still an angel to a girl who hates to sin…
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